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Fucked my old flame, where my younger flame?
Fucked her watchin' Hunger Games, now she call it hunger pains
I just humped her brain, dumped her when the summer came
Now her number changed cause I run with other dames
My friends always tryna ask me: «When the brotha' change?»
That’s when I look a nigga strange like «What's your name?»
I did it for the fame, gold piece like Dana Dane
Cold chiefs, I’m a warrior, gold teeth might drain your veins
And I’ma hide the evidence, damn David Blaine
I’m from Seattle so I never had to make it rain
Rain rain, go away, ho was kept to throw away
Nigga say he fly like me, he must be a stowaway
I’ll be back, gon' raid up the stowaways
After four days, pop 'em just to show a face
Someone do a liquor run, not a sober race
He a slower case, poppin' Ps in lowercase
Say the flow dark, I just bring shit to the light, bitch
I’m in a dark place, I don’t need a lightswitch
So dark, I shut 'em down, lightswitch
No heart, I spill it on the mic, bitch
Apollo swag in my Jeremy Scott Adidas
Ladies lose your tops, show them boobs like it’s Mardi Gras
I got killer blow, call the shit I do coup de grâce
She sniff coco off my nuts like a hula bra
I go coocoo for them sluts at the hookah bar
Ooh la la, I’m all in her guts with the Ruger on
Got a cougar, big ol' pewter on and her coo' the bomb
But I really fuck your mom cause her money’s long
Don’t ask me shit, I’m usually wrong like the tutor Don
I don’t have a heart but I bump that Baracuda song
The realest villain, been out here since sabretooth
Real lady killer, never mind, Rae Carruth
Ask your boo, «Am I the proof?» Ho raise the roof
It’s Clark Kent to Superman how I take the booth
FUck your views, runnin' circles 'round the bunch of yous
They hate a ninja but a turtle didn’t make the ooze